My Friend

May 24, 2010
By Anonymous

You drew my name in sidewalk chalk
Just up the lane and down two blocks
We played a game of backwards hopsco-o-otch
Of backwards hopscotch

Friend, we've been friends for a while now
And i've got no plans to change that anyho-o-o-o-o-o-ow
This might be real corny, but you see
It's half the fun remembering our mistakes
Except not knowing you would be a big mistake
My frie-e-e-e-end

You curly-wrote on colored stationery
And sent the note to the mailman's chario-ot
I jumped for joy when he came ca-a-a-rrying that bag
Of letters to me

You rang the bell next to my door
We hugged and headed to oak boulevard
Where we watched our kids play backwards hopsco-o-otch
Play backwards hopscotch

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